"Lu, are you sure you're fine?"
"Awww, yeeaahhh, of course Leeeevv- " she hiccupped, "-yyyy!"
"Um, as much as I trust you, Lu, I have to call you out on this one." Lucy Heartfilia stumbled down the pavement, as she giggled into the pink Motorola Razor that nearly slipped through her dainty fingers. Levy, the person on the other side of the call, sighed,
"That's it, I'm going to pick you up. Where are you?" Lucy let out a high toned whine,
"But Lev Leeevv! I'm only a block awayyy! I can walk a block, I'm a big girl!"
"Lu. You're seriously drunk, and it's dark out; you're going to get mugged or molested or kidnapped! Wait, did you just call me Lev Lev?"
The blonde giggled again as she started twirling down the sidewalk like a ballerina with no talent, the hand that was free flew through the air almost gracefully as she spun. Too bad she was shitfaced; though, even through her clumsy moves you could see the talent that lay behind her moves, or the 10 years of ballet classes.
"Of course I'm drunk, ya know how many shots I took? I drank a graaaand total of…" The blonde paused in thought, "Uhhh… I don't remember, but I took a lot of 'em. A whoooole bunch!"
"Alright, alright, now tell me where you are and stay put, I'm going to drive over and pick you up."
"One block, Levy, one smaaall little block! I've got this, I have legs… yeah, I have legs so I can walk home. C'mon, I'll be gooood!" Levy stayed silent for a minute before groaning in defeat,
"Okay, okay, fine, but be safe okay? I need you to help me pay rent every month so don't die on me!"
Lucy yipped in victory before tripping on her own foot, nearly face planting. The girl steadied herself before grinning a drunken smile and cheering, "Alright, yeah! Imma be good, I'll be home soon! Loooove yah! Mwah!"
Levy sighed, she bid her best friend farewell before ending the call.
"I swear I don't remember anything, I don't even remember the conversation we had." Lucy sat on the counter of her friend's counter while the blue haired woman examined her arm.
"Lucy, this bite is horrendous, you had to have been sobered up by the pain enough to remember something."
"Seriously Levy? Who uses the word 'horrendous' anymore?" After disinfecting the wound, Levy bandaged it, tighten the cloth while speaking,
"I do, and I'm serious, I'm surprised you're not suffering right now from both the pain and a hangover, you were really drunk last night." Levy wasn't a doctor, but her mother used to be a nurse. She'd always talk to her daughter about the patients that had come in to the hospital and the conditions they were in. Levy had really enjoyed the stories her mother had told her and took a liking to medicine, but when her mother passed away the idea of becoming a doctor became unappealing and all the memories of her mother became painful treasures. Needless to say, Levy was now the proud owner of a book store, choosing to indulge herself in the lives of others much like how she'd listen to her mother's patients and their stories.
Lucy shrugged, "I actually feel fine, a bit sore but nothing Earth-shatteringly painful. I'll live." the blonde paused to complain about the roughness of Levy's pulling and tugging, the small girl had some serious strength in her despite her size
Lucy pushed herself to remember the events from the previous night, "I think I did feel intense something yesterday though. It was-" white hot pain flashed through her head, erasing any thought that might've been forming in her head. Lucy clutched her head and gritted her teeth as she groaned.
"Whoa, Lu, you alright?"
"Y-yeah," she stuttered out as the pain started to subside, "I think I remember something… a black blur? Something with really shiny teeth."
"Well no duh, you have a huge bite on your arm the size of China! And don't forget all the blood, thank god I decided to look for you when you didn't get home after 15 minutes. I know you were drunk, but you're also a fast walker. I wonder what Gajeel will have to say about this, he'll probably be really upset but hide it because, you know how cute he is in how he tries to hide any emotions he has, except annoyance and- oh, am I rambling again?" Lucy had been staring at her friend the whole time she was talking, waiting for her to finish and smiling. It was obvious that Levy really loved Gajeel. She was all too used to her friend's rambles; along the way she had learned that it was best to wait for her to finish.
"Yup, now if you excuse me, I've got a job to do." She slid off the countertop slowly in case the throbbing in her head would once again grow.
"Whoa, whoa, slow down. No, whatever bit you not only pierced your skin but ripped it really badly, we need to go to Gajeel's to get stuff to stitch your arm." Lucy wasn't surprised that Levy suggested going to her fiancé's, Gajeel always did get in fights somehow, though they didn't know how half of them started. So the man owned a bunch of medical supplies due to Levy's understandable worry.
"We could always visit a hospital instead."
"You and I both know that we don't have money to throw around, if we can do something for free you bet we're going to do it." The blonde sighed but couldn't argue; she was right, they couldn't afford to spend unnecessary money. Plus she trusted Levy to do a good job with her injury.
"Alright, let's go. You're lucky I work at home." She wrote fiction books for a living, mostly fantasy, but she hadn't produced a best-seller yet. Yet. She could be optimistic.
After gathering their things, the two girls set off in their shared Beetle, their prized possession, to Gajeel's place. For some odd reason Gajeel insisted that Levy move in after they got married, to her confusion, but she agreed for his sake. Lucy still thought about it sometimes, Gajeel never really explained why he thought that they should live together after marriage instead of before. But hey, it wasn't really her business, so why stick her nose in it?
Levy, who drove, pulled into her fiancé's driveway. Gajeel owned and lived in a car repair shop, resulting in constantly oil-stained clothes, maybe that was why he didn't want Levy moving in? Because he and his house were always a mess? Well, that didn't matter at the moment. Gajeel liked to immerse himself in his work, constantly working on a car, he loved his job and he was damn good at it.
"Gajeeel!" Levy called out, it was useless to look for the man; his place was always a mess.
Lucy just hoped that this would be over quick because she needed to get back to writing as soon as possible, she'd just gotten out of a writer's block plague and was bursting with new ideas. Oh this was going to be her best book yet, she just knew it! Subconsciously, she scratched her neck and left marks from her new abnormally long nails.
Why did he have to do this again? Oh yeah, cause metal head was an incompetent ass.
Natsu had just been enjoying a delicious steaming pork bun when he got a call from Gajeel; the freak had asked him to help out at his shop because he couldn't handle all his goddamn requests. Motherfucking Gajeel needed him to go to his shop during his own goddamn free time and help him out with his work. If he couldn't do his goddamn job properly then he should just call it quits.
Even while he thought that Natsu walked to Black Steel, Gajeel's car repair shop. Well he couldn't turn down a request from a pack member, it'd make him look bad; pack was like family.
When he was less than half a block away Natsu caught a scent, weird, he normally didn't take the scents around him to notice. He'd long been over the stage of getting bothered by all the confusing jumbled smells, but this one was different. This scent didn't give him a headache but soothed him, it made his blood heat and his cock hard. It stood out among all the other scents in the air and swirled all around him, creating a symphony of sweet vanilla and arousal. He wanted it.
To hell with Gajeel, he needed to find out what the source of that smell, and need to know now. But oddly, the tantalizing smell came in the exact direction of the metal scrap's house.
As Natsu approached he could scent the smell more clearly, and he wanted more, he needed more. He needed to rub himself all over it and be covered in it, he wanted to cover the source of the scent with his own. He needed to touch it and taste it, and pull it against him and smother himself with it.
He opened the door to Gajeel's shop and was bombarded but the delicious smell. He was mistaken, the scent wasn't just vanilla, it was the perfect combination of rich vanilla and juicy strawberry. Though, after all, scents were hard to describe, so that was the best way to describe the smell that filled the air and penetrated his soul.
Natsu prowled into the building, hunting, searching for his prey. He stalked with an unnatural grace, his eyes glowing a deep amber in contrast to his normal onyx-green.
Turning a corner he came to a stop. He let himself go to the wolf and succumbed to his instincts. His pupils dilated as his shaft twitched when he caught sight of a golden head of silky hair.
He pounced.
A/N: Hello, I am attempting another multi chapter fic, hopefully it doesn't crash and burn like the other one, though I still wanna write a story with Adra since a lot of people liked her. This chapter is a bit short but maybe I'll make others longer? I'm a bit bad with making stories long, so bear with me, I usually just do what feels right. Thank you for reading the first chapter of my fic! Byee!
